Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

Soon, thousands of flames of various colors were burning on the high platform in the square. Their shapes changed and they swayed gracefully in the wind, which was very beautiful.

Shen Qingjiao immersed her consciousness into the cauldron, urging the Haoyue Ningbi Flame to wrap around the refining materials, quickly removing the impurities in them, leaving only the purest original energy.

According to the steps recorded in the top refining secret book, add the remaining refining materials into the refining furnace one by one, refine the impurities again, and sense the fusion state.

Her face was solemn and she held her breath, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

Half an hour later, the Phantom Night Wristband took shape inside the cauldron, and was white at first.

After Shen Qingjiao raised the temperature of the flame, it began to turn into light green. After a while, it transformed into a dazzling blue with a crystal-clear luster.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Not far away, a cauldron could not withstand the high temperature of the raging fire and suddenly exploded. The weapon refiner in front of him had his hair singed and his robe torn to shreds, looking so miserable.

The man stared blankly at the scrap refining materials in the cauldron, tears streaming down his face.

He had used up all the materials provided by the contestant and was unable to refine it again.

“Beep—”

A shrill alarm sounded, accompanied by flashing red lights, announcing that the weapon refiner had lost the qualification to continue the competition.

Shen Qingjiao looked at him sympathetically.

poor guy!

As time went on, the sound of the blast furnace continued to be heard.

The red light flashed from time to time, indicating that one refiner after another lost the qualification for the competition, which shows how high the technical requirements for refining equipment are.

Ling Jinghao looked at the dazzling long sword that was gradually taking shape in the cauldron, his lips curled up slightly. Thinking of something, he raised his eyes and looked at Shen Qingjiao.

I saw her adding refining materials into the furnace in an orderly manner, adjusting the flame intensity, and doing it in an orderly manner, just like the real thing.

"Just a show-off!" Ling Jinghao sneered, retracted his gaze and continued to concentrate on refining the weapon.

After a stick of incense, an extremely bright purple light burst out from his cauldron, illuminating the vast sky above.

Everyone in the square exclaimed, "Is it a sixth-grade magic weapon?"

Listening to the constant gasps around him, Ling Jinghao could hardly hide his smug look.

This was his first time to refine a sixth-grade top-grade magic weapon, and he didn't expect it to succeed.

He turned to look at Shen Qingjiao, expecting to see an envious look on her face.

But he miscalculated.

Shen Qingjiao was still immersed in refining the weapon and didn't even glance at him.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can pretend?" Ling Jinghao said disdainfully.

On the judges' bench.

Old Prince Ling immediately straightened his back and laughed arrogantly at Old Prince Shen, "See, I was right, the weapon refining conference is about comprehensive strength, not about external things like flames and cauldrons."

Old Prince Shen sneered, "Humph, a villain succeeds! I am confident that the magic weapon refined by Jiaojiao must be better than your grandson's."

Not getting the approval of Old Prince Shen, Old Prince Ling felt a little disappointed, and said to Lu Yiyan beside him, "Old Lu, do you think my grandson will get the first place?"

Lu Yiyan hesitated for a moment, "It's hard to say, but your grandson has refined a sixth-grade magic weapon, so it should be no problem for him to be in the top three."

As they were talking, a sudden column of silver-grey light shot up into the sky, stealing everyone's attention.

Everyone couldn't help but stand up, stunned and completely unable to think.

They had never seen the color of that beam of light with their own eyes, but had only heard of it in legends.

Half a minute later, exclamations came one after another.

"A silver-gray light column! Is it a silver-gray light column that represents an eighth-grade magic weapon???"

Ling Jinghao suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look in the direction of the silver-gray light column, and his face suddenly became dull.

He originally thought that it must be some renowned weapon refiner who had refined an eighth-grade magic weapon, but to his surprise, the beam of light actually appeared in Shen Qingjiao's cauldron.

He never thought that a magic weapon refined by a piece of trash could be of a higher level than his.

Moreover, that is an eighth-grade magic weapon!

You know, apart from the wandering Master Qi who can refine an eighth-grade magic weapon, even the highest-level weapon refiner in the royal family can only refine a sixth-grade magic weapon.

VIP audience stand.

Prince Xi and Princess Zhuyue looked at each other, with horror in their eyes that could not be hidden.

Although it was rare for Ling Jinghao to refine a sixth-grade magic weapon at the age of 25, there were records of this before. However, it was the first time for Shen Qingjiao to refine an eighth-grade magic weapon at the age of 17. You know, even the famous Master Qi could only refine a fifth-grade magic weapon at this age.

Prince Xi's eyes were solemn.

If the eighth-grade magic weapon refined by Shen Qingjiao can be successfully formed, doesn't it mean that her future achievements will be higher than Master Qi?

Princess Zhuyue stared at Shen Qingjiao with shining eyes, her heart filled with shock beyond words.

The beauty is so amazing. If she is willing to marry the prince, she will be his sister-in-law.

With such a powerful sister-in-law who is an eighth-grade weapon refiner, I can stand up straighter when I tell others about it!

At the same time, the Magic Night Wristguard in front of Shen Qingjiao has taken shape, with a dreamy and dazzling luster.

It slowly rose from the cauldron, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted by it, forming a crazy vortex around it.

In the sky, a large dark cloud quietly came, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The game field was gloomy and there was a suffocating palpitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

The lightning as thick as an arm was aimed at the small Phantom Night Wristband magic weapon and struck down with a loud bang!

The Phantom Night Wristguard magical weapon seemed to be unafraid of the power of heaven. The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple lit up in sequence, forming an unbreakable barrier that kept the thunder calamity out.

The angry thunder, with the power of heaven and earth, struck down fiercely. When the two collided, a loud noise shook the sky.

Seven thunder strikes came down in succession, but the Phantom Night Wristguard remained firmly in the air, as if the horrific thunder strikes could not leave any trace.

Only Shen Qingjiao could see that cracks had appeared on the indestructible magic weapon barrier.

Thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the last thunderbolt slowly gathered.

After a few seconds, the thunder tribulation was complete. It roared down like a rampant dragon, determined to smash the small Phantom Night Wristguard magical weapon into pieces.

The Phantom Night Wristguard magical weapon let out a low whine and trembled slightly, as if calling for help.

Shen Qingjiao flew into the air without thinking, standing between the magic weapon and the thunder.

Everyone opened their mouths in disbelief. This man was trying to resist the heavenly calamity. Was he looking for death?

The thunder in the air paused slightly, as if it was identifying its target.

Two seconds later, the silver lightning suddenly separated into two.

The thicker one turned and bypassed Shen Qingjiao, and hit the Huanye wristband accurately.

The remaining one chopped straight towards Shen Qingjiao, intending to chop this ignorant human into charcoal.

But Lei Jie miscalculated.

After the dust settled, both the Phantom Night Wristband and the ant-like human were fine.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be angry, rolling and roaring towards Shen Qingjiao.

However, the power of the thunder tribulation has been exhausted. No matter how angry it is, it can no longer bring down thunder tribulation and can only float away with full of anger.

The sun once again shone on the earth, pouring down like a golden waterfall, and the oppressive feeling brought by the thunder tribulation completely dissipated.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the slowly rotating Phantom Night Wristband with enthusiasm. After a while, warm cheers came like a tide.

"Great! Shen Qingjiao really refined an eighth-grade spiritual weapon!"

"How can he be called trash? He is clearly a genius!"

Shen Qingjiao seemed to have become the only focus of the competition, overshadowing all the other weapon refiners.